The wind and clouds swept above the sky, the young man's black cloak was torn open, and his waist was bound by a silver mandala, unable to move.

The sharp blades of wind and water shuttled around, and the torrent of clover was mixed in the gap between wind and water, cutting the tight air into a crisp sound.

He looked at the Thousand Feathers and Lie Ghost behind him, his left and right arms were clamped, and he was forced to look at the girl in front of him.

"Let's get caught. ”

Qianling looked at him, her black wings spread out under the wind and water:

"The Twelve Shadow Angels have died, and you have no chance of winning. ”

The young man's white skin was exposed under his cloak and hat, a few strands of long hair were blowing in the wind, his lips were pursed lightly, and he never showed his feathers from beginning to end.

"Don't talk nonsense with him," Lie Chongying raised his hand and pulled at the cloak and hat that covered the young man's head, and said sarcastically, "Even Hua Lingxuan has been played with by you, why don't you dare to say anything now, don't you dare to show your face, and don't dare to use Yu Ci?" Who are you looking down on? And this ...... face"

"Is there anything unsightly? Or ......?"

"You're actually...... Which acquaintance is it?"

The moment his fingers grabbed the young man's cloak and hat, the air suddenly tightened, and the phantom in front of him swept away the young man in an instant, his bandaged wings spread out, and the coercion of the earth shaking exploded in an instant——!

Everyone was caught off guard and was swept out in an instant! Qian Yu and the Fierce Ghost were the closest, and with a muffled snort, they fell sharply into the air, their clothes shattered and their feathers scattered, and blood splattered all over their bodies——!

Qianling's face turned pale for a moment, and a sharp scream came out of her throat: "Uncle Xiao Yu——!-"

Qingfeng held his body for a moment, and put the two of them on the ground smoothly, Lan Feng and the others surrounded them to inspect the situation of the two, and raised their heads to the air and nodded to the two to indicate that it was okay.

Qianling's pupils contracted for a moment, and he slowly raised his eyes to stare at the angel boy not far away, his cloud and light wind were suspended in the sky, the silk under the cloak was flying, and the calm and constricted aura of his body did not carry half a point of threat and murder, but it erupted in an instant, but it was like thunder and lightning flint, mountain torrents and tsunamis, and lost his life in the blink of an eye!

She slowly stretched out her hand, protected Lan Yue behind her, and pursed her lips:

"He probably still has an aurora weapon on him, Moon ...... Don't interfere, let me come. ”

She hadn't lost a battle since she had gained demonic powers. The fragment of the creation god that I met in the gap in time also said that she, who gathered the power of angels and demons, is the second only god in the world today, and can be called a demigod. It stands to reason that no one should be able to beat her......

And this young man ......

Who is it?

But no matter who he is, one thing is certain. The Aurora Holy Sword was forged by him with his own ribs and flesh, three hundred years ago, he killed Yue, took Xiao Yu away for human experiments, secretly extracted Ling Ling's Yu Ci, and manipulated Hua Lingxuan behind his back for a long time to commit thousands of crimes - it's all him!

Such a person......

How can he continue to live in the world and leave a legacy for 10,000 years?!

The blood in Qianling's pupils overflowed in an instant, the light green four-leaf clover in the center of her eyebrows bloomed, and her wings spread out into a piercing phantom and spun forward, and her fingers and claws stretched out and stabbed straight into the young man's heart!

He dodged sideways, raised his hand to clasp the girl's wrist and suddenly exerted his strength - Qianling had already taken precautions, the light in his eyebrows flickered, and a layer of dark and treacherous demon mist covered the four-leaf clover, his body jumped up and kicked his legs at the young man's chest, and at the same time, a little pitch-black light from his fingertips burned into the top of his head, outlining the pitch-black four-leaf clover totem in an instant!

“……！”

The cloak split along the torn crack, and the young man raised his hand to cover the cloak, and his wings spread out and flew back, and then he saw that the white bandages wrapped around his wings behind him were all cracked!

Is the four-leaf clover of doom......

Qianling didn't give him time to breathe, his hand raised five fingers forward, the black four-leaf clover brand on his eyebrows dispersed, the scarlet color outlined the demon Ye Manzhu Shahua, and the blood in his eyes raged the scarlet demon Ye——

The surging coercion erupted in the clouds in an instant, and the clouds shattered and exploded into tens of millions in a blink of an eye! The earth shook and the mountains shook! A circle of surging air expanded with a shocking roar! Lan Yue snorted and flew backwards, and the coalition forces below also retreated sharply to dodge!

The young man was in the center of the heavy pressure and tearing, the air around him was already distorted, and the pitch-black cloak and clothing were cracked and crushed......!

He covered his face with a cloak and hat with one hand, and raised his other hand slowly tremblingly, and his five fingers became claws!

Another circle of unprecedentedly powerful coercion swept out in all directions! The sky shattered into flocculent clouds, as if pushed away by a pair of big hands to both sides! The mountains and rivers shook!

Qianling's eyes were amazed, the heavy pressure on her shoulders almost crushed the bones, no less than the blow she used with all her strength just now, facing the four-leaf clover feather of luck and the four-leaf clover brand of the power of doom, plus the Manzhu Sahua brand given to her by the moon, she was still at ease, and she could immediately launch a counterattack!

The most unbelievable thing is ......

Until now, he hadn't used Yuci!

The boulder in my heart grew heavier and heavier, and more and more uneasy.

Her breathing was tight, she slowly gritted her teeth, the blood in her eyes surged out for a moment, and her wings wrapped around her body to face the surging pressure in front of her, spinning and piercing—

Countless blood splattered from the black wings in an instant, and the feathers were dyed with blood and scattered in the air!

The surging pressure in the face is like the center of a tornado, spitting and howling, pushing everything to the ground! The heavens and the earth tremble, the rivers tremble, and the ground becomes undulating and unstable!

The finger claw piercing forward cut the wind from the air, and it stopped at a distance of half a meter in front of the young man, unable to get close again!

Qianling bit her lip tightly, blood splattered all over her body, and the corners of her mouth overflowed with blood!

"You're ......"

"Look for death!"

Close at hand, the young man's cold gaze under the cloak locked on her face, raised his hand and grabbed her wrist and dragged it forward, and the other hand popped out the pitch-black finger claw, which pierced the girl's chest and pierced the heart in an instant——!

Her pupils trembled, a large amount of blood gushed out of her chest and splashed onto her cheeks, her chestnut hair was dyed with blood in the wind, and the floating black feathers were stained with blood, crushed to the end in the vortex of violent and coercive power!

There was a moment of silence, and countless terrible screams came from below!

"Ling ——!!"

Lan Yue's mournful shout seemed to be stained with blood, echoing between heaven and earth for a long time!

The young man's black cloak was splashed with the girl's blood, and he was suddenly stunned, and the confused light and shadow in his field of vision recombined-

It wasn't the heart that pierced the hand, but the shoulder blade next to it!

"You ......"

He was stunned, and suddenly tried to withdraw his hand, but the girl grabbed his wrist and couldn't move.

The corners of Qianling's blood-stained lips hooked up a strange smile, the lucky four-leaf clover in the center of his eyebrows was glowing, the blood in his eyes gushed out, and the cloak that grabbed him between the lightning and flint tore it off-

Revealing the boy's long raised hair, and ......

A familiar and delicate face.

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